Under the night, following it became easy, because the headlights were difficult to tell, and Xing Yifan was also anxious to see Bai Xia at this moment, so he didn't know that there were three cars behind him.

His car drove to a street where there was a newly built building next to it, which was a little dark and had not even turned on the lights.

Behind him were three cars. One of the men led the man grabbed the time and said to the caller, "It's this place. Don't park his car. Let's drag him inside and beat him up."

In their eyes, isn’t Xing Yifan just a lawyer? A person like a soft-legged shrimp can teach you a lesson at any time, and as long as you don’t die, it’s okay.

Xing Yifan's car was suddenly approached by an off-road vehicle accelerating and overtaking next to him. In order to prevent the impact, he turned the steering wheel to avoid it, but the other party obviously did not overtake, but hit the front of the car at the front of his car.

Xing Yifan frowned, and he also cared for his car. When he turned the car body, he turned to a path next to the construction site. Xing Yifan saw in the rearview mirror that there were three cars following him. He narrowed his eyes, and these people didn't pick time when they were in trouble.

He should be damned when he is in a hurry.

Xing Yifan's car drove to the front and saw a row of parking poles. He still did not hit him, but stopped the car and turned off the fire.

The cars behind him were also stopped and turned off the lights. From the city lights next to him, Xing Yifan saw the group of people walking towards him with iron sticks with a fierce look on his face. Xing Yifan curled his lips and sneered.

Liu Baoneng called the thug to deal with him so quickly? Xing Yifan saw that these people were just street gangsters, so he naturally didn't take them seriously.

"It's him, I'll hit him until he can't get out of bed for three months." The man in the lead arrogantly pointed at the handsome and upright young man beside the off-road vehicle.

Xing Yifan felt that the venue was not good enough, so he stepped into the construction site inside. It was very dark, but the place was still large. He held his hands together, and the sound of the princess' joints made the two men who wanted to lead the team immediately frightened and took two steps back.

"I know who sent you here. Do you want to come together? Or come alone?" Xing Yifan sneered, but he quickly continued, "Forget it, you guys go together! I'm in a hurry."

This sentence made these gangsters so angry that they were clearly the one with a large number of people! Why did this man ignore them as if he was air?

"Grandma, where do you get the courage? You don't even look at the guys in our hands, you dare to say such big words. In a while, you will make you grind your teeth all over the ground and beg for mercy." Xing Xing

Yifan just thought they were talking too much nonsense and wasted his time. He bit his thin lip and said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

"You little brat, I haven't seen anyone more arrogant than you." The man in the lead cursed angrily and said to his subordinates behind him, "Go, come on, and hit him until he can't speak."

The two men in the head immediately swung the iron stick and smashed it at Xing Yifan. The disorganized style of fighting was completely brute force. In Xing Yifan's eyes, he sneered, and took the iron stick of the two people like lightning, and even sent two hard sticks, which made the two gangsters react too late. They took one stick on their shoulders and fell directly to the ground.

Its people saw that Xing Yifan was so difficult to deal with, and immediately shouted and surrounded him, wanting to take turns to attack. Xing Yifan was surrounded in the middle, and the faint light from the distance reflected on him, making his straight suit full of texture.

However, at this moment, Xing Yifan didn't plan to dirty his suit because he would attend the banquet perfectly later.

He reached out and took off his suit, revealing his black slim shirt, making his sturdy body appear.

He put his suit on a high iron rod next to him, looked back at the person surrounding him and said, "Stop being slow, I don't have time to play with you for too long."

Damn, how could this kid get the confidence? "The man in the lead was so angry that he immediately waved his stick forward, and his subordinates next to him were not behind. Xing Yifan immediately faced the blows of six or seven iron sticks, but the light was dim.

The group of people all hit a hole because Xing Yifan's figure was so sensitive. Before they could react, Xing Yifan's figure disappeared.

When they realized it, Xing Yifan appeared behind them like a ghost. This time, Xing Yifan didn't wait for them to attack. He put his long legs in his arms and held the gangsters in front on the ground. The iron rod in his hand began to wave freely. It was the gangsters who held the iron rods there and blocked them in a mess, and from time to time, there were screams of pain.

Yifan cleaned up five or six people in a blink of an eye, and the remaining two were retreating there. I couldn't believe that meeting such a powerful character was simply deadly."

Are you going to get out or continue?" Xing Yifan forced him to look at them, with a murderous aura all over his body.

The two men were retreating when they suddenly hit the iron rod in his suit. Suddenly, Xing Yifan's suit was about to fall to the ground, stained with dust on the ground.

With a slightly anxious look, he immediately stepped over and reached out to grab it. At this time, the man in the leader took the opportunity to hit him in the back. At the same time, he was carrying a knife, and his eyes were already red.

He was thinking about killing Xing Yifan now. The knife in his hand suddenly wanted to stab Xing Yifan's back. While Xing Yifan was hit, he turned around in his suit. The knife pierced Xing Yifan's arm and cut a hole.

Xing Yifan's handsome face instantly became as sinister as a leopard. He kicked the man's tiger's mouth. The man's hand holding the knife was unstable. Xing Yifan put it in his chest again and he almost didn't have to do it. The man choked and fell to the ground.

Xing Yifan once again stepped on his chest and pressed him to the ground.

Instantly, the ruthlessness of Xing Yifan made the gangsters who had already risen around him have no courage to come forward to provoke him because his murderous intent scared them."

You dare to hurt me." Xing Yifan was really angry.

The man who was trampled under his feet was almost stomping his chest. He seemed to see death summoning his hands. He was immediately frightened and trembling, and he quickly begged for mercy."

Give me your life! Let me go! I also use money to do business. I have old people above and young people below..." The man cried and begged for mercy.

Xing Yifan did not let him go because of his begging for mercy. He was too lazy to teach him a lesson because of his time. However, when he left, he still stepped on one of his kneecaps and left angrily.

Blood dripped across his black sleeves, and he ignored it.

His figure quickly walked towards his car. He drew the paper and kept the bloody mouth. At this moment, with his current injury, he had to go to the hospital to deal with it. However, Xing Yifan thought about it and it seemed that there was a medicine box in the trunk, but he had no time to do it now.

He reversed and went straight out of the street and drove to the paving road not far away. He got out of the car, raised the medicine box in the trunk, found the gauze, took off his black shirt, and bit the gauze with one hand and bandaged the wound very skillfully until the wound about eight centimeters was wrapped around the gauze, stopping the blood. Xing Xing

Yifan took a look at the time while wearing his shirt back. At 8:00, his slender fingers slowly buttoned it up.

He stepped on the accelerator under his feet, rushed out of the off-road vehicle, and arrived at the hotel where Bai Shize's company held a banquet at the gate. It was already 8:25.

Yifan stepped out of the car and took his suit from the back seat. He reached out and brushed the dust on it, making sure the suit was still clean. He put it on neatly and covered the cut area of ​​his shirt. In an instant, he restored the image of the noble son of the second young master of the Xing family.

Walking in the brightly lit hotel lobby, he pressed the elevator number on the eighth floor.

The ladder reached the eighth floor banquet hall, and he stepped down, and the staff were checking the invitation card.

"Sir, are you a guest of Houde Company?"

I am." Xing Yifan nodded in response.

Have you brought your invitation card?"
Chapter completed!